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He came into my life and changed the whole perspective of how I viewed the world we live upon .
If wishes were stars he would have filled everyone .
He don’t understand how much he moved the moon and skies for me and made every day a brighter one .
Miles apart but he touched my soul in a unique way ,
Like magic he lifted the dark and awoke a sense in me ,
a feeling I craved ,
awoken with a sense ,
which somehow like magic he found and held onto , until it lit deep ,
and brought me back to my feet .
And I stayed up long past midnight because I was tired of sleeping through darkness, through dreams, through precious minutes that would never be returned to me. I wanted to watch the snow fall at 4am in the winter, To hear thunder in summer at dawn. But mostly, I wanted to live – to shed off empty schedules and meaningless routines that fed neither my body or soul. And I wanted to praise my Father in darkness, as I did in light; to reflect on his hand in the seen and unseen, to heighten senses I had never used in daylight. And to live consciously – painfully, but purposely, through darkness, through dreams, through precious minutes that would never be returned to me. Stay Up By Deidrea DeWitt 1.15.23 . . . #poetry #poetsofig #poems #poemsofig #igpoetry #poet #poets #latepoetry #midnightpoetry #midnight #latenightthoughts #christianpoetry #writing #amwriting https://www.instagram.com/p/Cnqh-o9LGBn/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
Broken as it may be - you will always have a place in my heart that you can call home.
a.y.
Would you trust
My anxious fingers
To hold a heart,
I have been told
That I’m clumsy
When it comes
To delicate matters
And I have to tell you
That I’m still carrying
The skin of my mistakes
Under my fingernails,
They’re muddy and red
With the blood of my troubles,
My anxieties have seeped
Into my bones
And I’m carrying
This weight around,
Shackled on my toes
Love, I think I have forgotten
How to breathe
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T.W. EATING DISORDER, SUICIDE Mirror, mirror on the wall
26/1/2017 6:07 a.m.
Mirror, mirror on the wall, Do I look pretty? Mirror, mirror on the wall, Will anybody love me? Mirror, mirror on the wall, I need pity. Mirror, mirror on the wall, Will I be who I wanna be?
Mirror, mirror on the wall, I haven't eaten for three days. Everything's started to fall, In many different ways. "Boys like girls who stand tall." Her mom says. "And you don't do it at all." So, down on the bed, she lays. To her head and ears, her demons started to crawl. She thinks her worth is how much she weighs. "You're worthless, useless and you don't have a call."
She took her blade, In tears and in front of the mirror, she stood. Her soul and spirit started to fade. "I've done all of what I could."
"Mirror, mirror on the wall, I can't do this anymore. My brain has stopped, my heart is sore. I will just end it all."
The little angel slit her throat, blood is dripping on the floor. Now, I think you believe that quote: "It's all bullshit what we live for."
